"There are seven levels. But there is noprescribed length of time required to reach any of those levels. It may take two years to reach the firstlevel. You may leave after you reach it, if that is your choice—but to leave before you can walk meansyou'll be killed before you can even dream of running." "And to achieve seven levels?" I shrugged. "Few men last that long. They leave to make a living." "You are a seventh-level sword-dancer." "I was. I'm not anything now, other than outcast." "Elaii-ali-ma," he said. "Rafiq told me, when I asked." "Time and oaths," I told him. "It's a demanding service, the circle. Too many believe it's about glory. Rafiq does, and it's why he'll never survive. In truth, it's mostly about honor, and oaths, and service. The elegance of the dance, the beauty of live steel. Glorycomes, if you win enough, well enough—but that's not the point. It only seems like it to young men whodon't want to stay in the village, get married, and father babies on the first village girl they bed." He had controlled the anger.
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